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Ayy, thank you for coming Yeah Don't you miss the days when we used to kick it, ayy? Everywhere I see your face, make me feel like that's okay I don't know why my soul's so cold I feel low Yeah, I'm feelin' low, nigga Yeah, I'm feelin' low Lord, if you listening, I pray that I keep glistening So I can split the dividends, [?] all my niggas in I don't want percentages 'cause that just separates us In this crazy world we livin' in, you feel me? Wait, wait, wakin' and bakin' My eyes low like Jamaicans, or maybe Asians Recorded this somewhere on the island on vacation So when you think of me, just think about the moon, or maybe like the ocean I gave this shit my everything and all of my devotion, uhh My plane almost crashed on the way here, sold-out shows and awards in the same year Damn, life can change in an instant, blink - the shit is different You can have everything that feel like something's missing, uhh Hope my family don't feel the distance, uhh Is the grass really greener on the other side? Will I really go to Heaven when I die? Trapped in my mind, I feel paralysed Purple trees, gotta amplify Saw a shooting star, I guess I know the future now Purple rain, future clouds Visions of me selling out the garden now Since I was a snotty nose on my momma couch Yeah, we blowin' up, hair growin' out Top 5 and not 5 is how the fuck we goin' out, nigga Don't you miss the days when we used to kick it, ayy? Everywhere I see your face, make me feel like that's okay I don't know why my soul's so cold I feel low Yeah, I'm feelin' low, nigga Yeah, I'm feelin' low
Writer(s): Prince Rogers Nelson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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